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Cerebellum (a secular prayer to the vacuum)<\/strong><\/p>\n Teach me to draw, Teach me to swim, And, if there is time, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Matt Nicholson<\/strong> is a writer and performer from the East Riding of Yorkshire and his first two poetry collections were published by Kings England Press. He is currently writing a third collection for publication in 2020 by Yaffle Press.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Cerebellum (a secular prayer to the vacuum) Teach me to draw, to poach eggs, to bring a streak-free shine to every mirror in the house. Teach me to swim, bare, beneath the rush-hour bridge, to dive down to the cloying river bed where all the discarded pistols lie. And, if there is […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[138,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19096","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2019-poetry-picks","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19096","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19096"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19096\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19285,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19096\/revisions\/19285"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19096"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19096"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19096"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nto poach eggs,
\nto bring a streak-free shine
\nto every mirror in the house.<\/p>\n
\nbare, beneath the rush-hour bridge,
\nto dive down to the cloying river bed
\nwhere all the discarded pistols lie.<\/p>\n
\non any given Sunday,
\nteach me to be emancipated,
\nto be satisfied,
\nlike Einstein in a garden shed.<\/p>\n